Chapter 782: Side Story Fifteen

This chapter is a side story set in the Yellow Springs Realm, unrelated to the main text; skip if you're not interested.

Yellow Springs Realm

"This journey…no matter the cost, I only want Bai Li Jing's life!" In the side hall of Establishing Chapter Palace, when Bai Li Jin said this, the entire Bai Li clan territory in the Yellow Springs Realm fell silent enough to hear a pin drop.

The side hall's dark guards withdrew, the heavenly curtain viewpoint quickly shifted, and everyone almost instinctively looked at the Ningde Emperor.

The Ningde Emperor had held his head high his whole life, but lately he hadn't lifted it at all. When his eldest son said that, he knew it was over again, lowered his head and clenched his fists tightly.

Sure enough, Ningde's father, Emperor Zhangzong, snorted coldly. "Hah! Retribution has come. You were ruthless against your brothers; now it's your turn to have a son who outshines you."

"Son…when my son left, he told Jin'er to treat the brothers kindly, to definitely keep their lives……Son never imagined Jin'er would treat the third son like this……"

"That blame has shifted far away—even the usually silent Emperor Jingzong couldn't help but interject: 'You didn't expect this? From just a few glances on the heavenly curtain, I know what kind of person your eldest son is. You raised him for over a decade, yet you actually believe his heart can accommodate brothers better than him?'"

The Ningde Emperor was as quiet as a chicken.

Fortunately, the heavenly curtain turned to Da Wang; this guy's days are too exciting, so nobody had the energy to criticize him.

Da Wang marched forward triumphantly, retaking the cities Bai Li Jin had ceded, one by one; the speed at which the northern prefectures changed hands left everyone dazzled.

When Da Wang led his elite troops to the Wei River, eyeing Chang'an, the Ningde Emperor's heart began to race. That unfilial son…he wouldn't possibly plan to take Chang'an directly, would he?!

Does that unfilial son even care about his father's last will at all?!

Fortunately, this filial son Da Wang only sighed a few lines by the Wei River, then mounted his horse and rode nonstop to Hanyang.

At first everyone didn't understand, because the heavenly curtain's viewpoint had been mostly following Da Wang; Hanyang hadn't been ceded and was still under court control—what was he going there to do?

They didn't wait long before the mystery was revealed: Da Wang, with just his talk, persuaded the 100,000 garrison troops who had retreated from Yumen Pass to follow him!

He didn't lose a single soldier.

The Ningde Emperor's face changed drastically; he knew it was over.

His eldest son, this emperor…his prestige in the army began to collapse.

Unfortunately, whether human or ghost, joy and sorrow don't communicate. Tang Qian ran through the entire Bai Li clan, the only one furious; all the ancestors, each in their own way, were pleased with the outcome.

Da Wang led the Black Armor Cavalry and Tang Qian's 100,000 border troops, marching triumphantly all the way to attack Wuwei.

Wuwei— the Ningde Emperor's feelings for this place are more complicated than anyone's; he was captured here. Seeing this, he couldn't help but feel a hint of hope, hoping the third son could retake Wuwei and avenge him.

Watching the duel at Wuwei's front lines, Ling Yin personally struck down to beat the Xiongnu; several martial-savvy emperors on horseback could no longer stay seated.

"This person…this person!"

"Isn't this a bit…too excessive?"

"That Zhou Deputy Commander isn't bad either; among these three, the worst is actually the Yumen Pass General."

"Where did Xiao San get such a master?"

"Mortal combat power…has it really developed to this extent? ……"

"At his age, how could this be possible?!"

The neighboring Zhou Dynasty was even more vexing; today that feeling of the Great Jin's fate not being exhausted, that suffocating sensation, felt almost tangible.

Even the powerless Ningde was more startled. He had died late, but his dark guards lacked such skill—turns out all the top-tier masters were his sons', while the third-rate ones around him couldn't even rank.

Back when he led the northern expedition, he had such experts by his side—how could he still have been captured by the Xiongnu?! The Ningde Emperor instantly felt uneasy inside, but constrained by the smiling Taizu, he dared not show displeasure and had to keep up a happy facade.

In the heavenly curtain, Da Wang wiped blood splattered on his face and chuckled, "I am Bai Li Jing of Youzhou; are you the city's chief commander?" Though still young, his clear, childish voice rang out with weight.

Taizu shouted approval, "Let me say, this child resembles me! This is truly a descendant of my Bai Li clan!"

Taizu's son, Emperor Xuanzong: ……

Sorry for the interruption.

Ningde exhaled, thinking he should be safe today, after all the third son is also his own flesh. But the next instant he realized his relief was premature—his face turned green as he heard the opposing Xiongnu chief general say: "……Your father was quite obedient when he was in our hands! Didn't he tell you how formidable the warriors of the Xiongnu Khaganate are?"

He instinctively felt it was over.

Sure enough, the next instant his father's shoe sole came flying over.

The increasingly irritable Emperor Zhangzong fiercely smacked him with a shoe sole; he wanted to strike first.

"Unfilial son! You really disgrace our Xiao San!" Such a son is totally a blemish, a blemish!

Ningde: ……

Let it be destroyed.